Today, I am choosing to move forward. I am choosing not to be sidetracked (not for long) by the news. And boy, there is a lot of news. In all my years on this planet, I have never seen anything like it. Never have I been so horrified, shocked, outraged and moved to action.
At the same time, I must live my life. It’s easy to get caught up in the madness that rages south of the border – but it’s debilitating. We can sit in front of the TV or surf the Internet all day, never getting enough – looking for one more evil thing or perhaps, some small sign of hope.
It freezes us. It stops us from living our lives – and that means that the fascists have won.
I won’t go down that road. Yes, I will pay as much attention as I always have but ultimately, I am going to make a good life and deal with this in the best way I can. If there is a protest I can take part in, I will. If there is something concrete I can do, I will. And I will never, never forget that the pen is mightier than the sword. That, of course, is why Trump is spending so much time and energy discrediting journalists – he knows their power.
I am a writer. I am powerful. I will make my voice heard. If only one person listens, I will have done my job.
I will write here. I will continue to write for magazines and I will write my books. I will write and write and write – every single day. This is what I do. This is how I contribute.
I have no idea what difference it makes. But I know that each one of us makes a difference in the world when we follow our calling and tread a true path – the one that is authentic. We must, each of us, live an authentic life. We must speak truth to lies and never give up – not ever.
Me? I am proudly a nasty woman. And it’s really nice to know that there are also a lot of nasty men out there too.
And all of us are standing up. The future is ours.